Chapter 219 Potter, Do You Really Want to Know the Answer?

"Right, you're almost done with the third volume, right?" Hermione asked, yawning.

"Well, there's only the last half chapter left. I didn't expect the gap between the original destiny and reality to be so big." Harry was somewhat thankful that Sirius would continue to be busy without Chen Bin's help.

"Harry, I think it's time to tell you the entire outline of the fourth volume, so that you can skip the fourth volume first and slowly make up for it later. Now the fifth volume is the most important for us."

"You really read the entire fourth volume last year." Harry said with a dissatisfied tone, as if to say that I told you all the prophecies, but you hid them from both of us.

Hermione knew she was wrong and said awkwardly: "You don't know how much pressure I was under at the time..."

Then, she briefly told the process of being targeted by Dumbledore, and how many important destinies she was worried about that she had destroyed that could not be changed, etc.

After hearing about these psychological pressures, Harry could no longer be angry with Hermione. If it were him, he would probably go crazy or surrender directly to Dumbledore.

"...That's it..." Hermione stretched.

"You're so sleepy, why don't we talk about Book 4 tomorrow!" Harry couldn't bear her to keep going like this.

"No, tomorrow is Saturday, I have to review and train all day. Anyway, I don't have classes tomorrow, so we can talk later tonight."

Hermione then briefly talked about the differences between Book 4 and reality.

Her words were very concise, almost like a process guide, without any dragging, and even dry.

However, the more Harry listened, the wider his mouth opened.

He didn't expect that the inconspicuous mouse would become a driving force to assist Voldemort's resurrection, and that the original warrior was Cedric, who died in front of him.

It took Harry an hour to listen to the summary, and Hermione was so sleepy that she was about to fall asleep. "It's almost time, I'm going to wash up and go to bed, good night."

"Good night." Harry thanked Hermione for her efforts. Although her original intention was to pursue Chen Bin, it was Harry himself who benefited.

Hermione put away the books on the table, handed the homework to Harry, and then walked to the stairs leading to the girls' dormitory.

The next morning, Harry got up earlier than usual because he had seen the prophecy for today last night.

After opening the fifth volume last night, a warning appeared in the book that unless Ron and Hermione were engraved with a blood curse of brain closure, they could not share the content about Voldemort with them.

However, only Chen Bin and Kate knew about this blood curse in the whole castle, but they also asked for leave. Fortunately, until now, he has not seen any important prophecies related to Voldemort, so he is not afraid to share the contents of the whole book with Ron and Hermione for the time being.

He has summarized the approximate scope of changes in the prophecy book, that is, the characters who are not very related to Chen Bin are basically still walking along the trajectory of the original destiny.

This means that as long as he wakes up first today, he will meet Qiu Zhang in the Owl Shed.

Originally, he did not plan to write to Sirius today, because the two had already exchanged two letters this week.

In order to meet Qiu Zhang, he decided to write a thank-you letter to Sister Isha.

Harry knew that the reason why he was not driven crazy by homework was entirely due to Hermione's change. The realistic Hermione was much more realistic, and did not forbid them to refer to her homework like the prophecy book.

Because of this, he had more time to review, train and read the prophecy book, and his learning speed was much faster than before. Doing homework by yourself can certainly improve creativity, but it is too time-consuming, and he does not agree that creativity can improve his magical knowledge and strength.

On the contrary, with Hermione's standard answers, he can take fewer detours and have more time to prepare for the exam. Unless he is determined to be a pioneering scholar or technician, Harry does not think that he is suitable for this way of learning that takes a long detour to get the answer.

As long as he does not copy the answer, but digests, absorbs and reverses it, his progress is obviously much faster than last semester.

After quickly writing the thank-you letter, Harry tidied his appearance in the dormitory and then walked towards the Owl Shed.

As predicted, he met Nick, who was almost headless, in the corridor and told him that he would encounter Peeves' pranks if he took the original road.

Following the prompt, he turned left and saw the skinny Mrs. Norris (Filch's cat).

All this made Harry feel very fresh and fun, as if he could predict everything.

Its yellow eyes stared at Harry for a while, then got behind the statue.

"I didn't do anything bad!" Harry shouted behind it, and then couldn't help laughing. He was not sure whether Chen Bin, who had the ability to predict, had always maintained this mentality of playing with the world?

Anyway, Harry had a good time.

When he walked into the shed, a criss-crossing sunlight shone into the round room. Hundreds of restless owls perched on the rafters. Harry found Hedwig among them and called it down to bring the letter.

"Yes, I know it says Sister Isa outside." Harry handed the letter to it and held it in its mouth. "But her full name is Isabel Namar, the mistress of the Namar Castle you visited before."

Watching Hedwig fly out of the window, Harry quietly waited for Qiu Zhang's arrival.

However, after waiting for a long time, Qiu Zhang did come, but when he looked out the window, there was no strange horse with black wings flying!

"Hello." A faint female voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Hello, Zhang." Harry greeted nervously.

Silence, the two did not say anything more.

Harry was waiting for her to pant and say that she did not expect someone to come so early, and that she remembered that today was her mother's birthday five minutes ago.

Qiu Zhang was indeed panting, but she chose the barn owl raised by the school with a cold face and treated Harry as air.

Harry was embarrassed, why didn't Qiu Zhang follow the prophecy?

As Chen Bin said, could a living person be suffocated to death by urine? Harry thought of this and skipped the topic of the package.

"Zhang, the weather is really nice." He pointed out the window.

"Yeah." Qiu Zhang said, looking at the owl.

Another embarrassing moment, Harry clearly remembered that she took the initiative to talk about Quidditch.

If she didn't say it, then Harry would say it. "Zhang, this weather is just right for playing Quidditch, did you go out this week?"

"No." Qiu Zhang chose an owl from the school and tied a package on its feet.

She still didn't talk about Gryffindor's new goalkeeper.

"Zhang..." Harry wanted to strike up a conversation, but Qiu Zhang said coldly: "I'm leaving first, Potter."

Without giving him a chance to continue, Qiu Zhang trotted away.

Harry stared blankly at her disappearing back, why was it different from the prophecy?

The door of the shed was pushed open again. Filch, with an extremely fierce expression, rushed in, followed by Mrs. Norris.

When he saw Harry, his face immediately eased and he smiled: "Morning, Potter."

"Morning, Mr. Filch."

Filch and Mrs. Norris patrolled here and then walked out.

All this was completely different from the prophecy! Filch obviously thought that he would order a large number of dung eggs, and then Qiu Zhang would help him out, but nothing happened, and Filch smiled with yellow teeth.

Harry came to the hall with a puzzled look on his face and sat next to Hermione.

"Do you want me to practice with you before training so that you can have a better sense of the ball?" Harry asked.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ron asked in confusion, "I was so invincible yesterday, do I still need to practice in advance?"

"Everything has changed!" Harry grabbed his hair in annoyance. It was obviously a beautiful encounter, and he had made preparations in advance. Why did it still go wrong, even worse than the original fate?

Hermione's eyes moved away from the textbook on the table and asked curiously, "What has changed?"

At this moment, a long-eared owl landed next to the sugar bowl with the Daily Prophet in its mouth and stretched out a leg.

Hermione stuffed a copper knut into its leather purse and took the newspaper.

At this time, the owl shook its wings and flew away.

"This owl hasn't changed, but many things have changed." Harry's nonsense words aroused the curiosity of the two.

Under the joint pressure of the two, Harry also told the whole thing.

Ron was also puzzled after listening, but Hermione laughed while lying on the newspaper.

"You know the reason, don't you?" Harry saw her reaction and immediately guessed that the reason must be ridiculous.

After laughing, Hermione wiped her tears and said, "I haven't laughed so excitedly for a long time... Haha, you are really... Hahaha..."

"Okay, enough laughing, have you whetted your appetite?" Harry blushed with anger.

"Hee, what's there to be ashamed of." Ron joked, "You told Hermione that you liked Cho Chang last year, but you kept it a secret from me. Am I angry?"

"Okay, the answer is very simple." Hermione also put away her smile and pretended to be serious and said, "First, I went to the library to look up information shortly after school started. The magical animal you can't see is called the Thestrals. You must have seen the process of others' death before you can see it. You didn't see Cedric's death last year, so you naturally can't see the Thestrals this year."

[Note: Harry in the original work clearly witnessed his parents being killed, but he saw the Thestrals only after witnessing Cedric's death. Some fan fiction and encyclopedias added that Harry, as an infant, did not understand the meaning of death, so that time does not count. Since the original work, fan fiction and encyclopedia also use the same setting, I will follow the mainstream. 】

Harry opened his mouth but decided not to interrupt.

"Second, Filch and Bin have a very good relationship, which can be described as admiration. He knows that Bin and you are very good friends, so even if he suspects you, or knows that you did it, as long as you are not caught red-handed, he will definitely let you go. That friendly smile and the first greeting are the best proof. He has no hostility towards you. This treatment is only enjoyed by Dumbledore and Bin, and you are the third person."

At this point, Hermione deliberately drank her coffee slowly and glanced at the newspaper.

"You know I'm still waiting for the most important answer." Harry gritted his teeth. He hadn't seen Hermione deliberately do bad things for a long time, but he was helpless every time.

"Ah, if you didn't say it, I would have forgotten it." Hermione pretended to remember it now and smiled: "Potter, do you really want to know the answer?"

"Yes." Harry nodded.

"Potter, Qiu Zhang is not angry." Hermione smiled cunningly.

"Really?" Harry immediately became happy.

"Potter, really. Potter, she has already given you a hint, can't you hear it?" Hermione continued to hold back her laughter.

"When did she give me a hint?" Harry was puzzled, and then asked puzzledly: "Also, why do you always call me by my last name?"

Ron also thought of the answer. "I know, listen to me..."